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Chapter 33 Asura Ghost Claw

Huang Xiaolong took the black bear gall, took out the wine from the Shura Ring, broke the bear gall, and swallowed it in a mixed manner. The wine was obtained by Huang Xiaolong killing a man named the Evil Ghost Mercenary Group a few days ago.

As soon as the sixth-level black bear gall entered the stomach, a warm current continued to produce. At first, the warm current was very small. After more than a dozen breaths, the warm current gradually grew stronger. As Huang Xiaolong used the Shura Art to absorb it, it was constantly transformed into Dou Qi. The Jiuyou Dou Qi in the meridians churned.

In the past month, Huang Xiaolong has been hunting monsters in the Silver Moon Forest while practicing. His fighting spirit has improved faster than before when he was in Huangjiazhuang.

Because after hunting these monsters, sometimes you will encounter things such as the sixth-level black bear gall that are extremely helpful for fighting qi cultivation. However, the sixth-level barrier is too difficult to break through. Generally, people with top martial souls in the tenth level will take more than a year to break through from the late fifth-level peak to the sixth level.

Although Huang Xiaolong has a super martial soul and a twin super martial soul, it will probably take four or five months to break through the sixth level.

Huang Xiaolong swallowed the sixth-level black bear gall to practice, but the little soul-devouring purple monkey was chewing it with a purple fruit picked from somewhere. It swallowed the demon pill and never needed to sit cross-sit and refine it.

Fei Hou was ten meters away, paying attention to all movements around him.

After several hours, Huang Xiaolong completely refined the sixth-level black bear gallbladder power and stood up from the ground. In this month of practice, his muscles in his body became more solid and strong, and the tendons in his body stretched and contracted stronger. The instant burst of power was much larger than when he left Huangjiazhuang.

After Huang Xiaolong stood up, he summoned the Shura Blade and flew up. He was in mid-air. The Shura Blade suddenly swung out downwards, and dozens of Shura Blades turned into a blade rain and fell from the sky, covering ten meters around.

Within ten meters, everything was turned into powder.

In the blade rain, a sound of howling and stern crying came faintly, which was more intimidating than the sound of hell.

Huang Xiaolong fell from mid-air.

After practicing in one month, Shura's second move in the Sword Technique, Shura's Tears finally came to a small success!

With one move, Shura started to cry.

However, although Huang Xiaolong practiced this move, he was still far from the realm of great success. He swung out with one blade and the blade rain was sometimes violent, sometimes as gentle as water, sometimes as rushing like water in the sky, sometimes as thin as invisible. Only by achieving this effect is great success.

Now, Huang Xiaolong swung his blade out, and the blade was flying in the rain, but he could not control the Big and Small.

After stopping the tears of practicing Shura, Huang Xiaolong took the Shura Blade back his arm. Suddenly, his hands were clawed and he caught the black bear's corpse in the void. He saw dark gases constantly flowing out of the black bear's body, and then pouring into Huang Xiaolong's body from both hands.

When the black air in the black bear's body continued to float out, Huang Xiaolong stood there, with black light flashing on his body, and suddenly his claws turned into a big tree ten meters ahead and his claws were in the void.

Two dark claw prints appeared through the air, and the sky around them turned dark.

"Bang!" A sudden tremor was heard, and the claw prints were printed on the tree. The big tree fell down with a bang, and the claw prints were all dark and filled with a sense of death.

This month, when Huang Xiaolong practiced the second move of Shura Sword Technique, Shura Tears, he also began to practice another set of fighting skills Shura Ghost Claws on the drawings.

The Shura Ghost Claw only has five moves. When you practice it to great success, each move has the power to destroy the world. What you just used was the first move of Shura Ghost Claw, and thousands of ghosts roared together. When you practice it to great success, you will attack with one move and ten thousand ghosts appear, covering the sky and invincible.

Huang Xiaolong is attacking now, let alone thousands of ghosts, not even a ghost.

"It seems that the Shura ghost claws also need to be strengthened in practice." Huang Xiaolong said intimately, however, there is a condition for practicing Shura ghost claws, that is, it is necessary to absorb the blood soul energy. This blood soul energy is only found in the body of a person or a monster who has just died. The black air that Huang Xiaolong absorbed from the black bear corpse just now is the blood soul energy.

Because he wanted to absorb the blood and soul energy, this is also the reason why Huang Xiaolong did not practice Shura Ghost Claws in Huangjiazhuang.

At this moment, suddenly, footsteps and faint voices came from afar.

Fei Hou flashed behind Huang Xiaolong, and the Spirit-Devouring Purple Monkey also jumped off the tree and returned to Huang Xiaolong's shoulder.

"Let's avoid it." Huang Xiaolong thought for a while and said, and with Fei Hou, the Spirit-Devouring Purple Monkey flew to the top of a dense tree in the distance, hiding it.

Huang Xiaolong and the other two had just avoided it, but a group of people came from a distance. Huang Xiaolong looked at him and turned out to be a disciple of the Purple-Yellow Sword Sect!

Huang Xiaolong was a little surprised to see that he was a disciple of the Purple-Yellow Sword Sect.

Huang Xiaolong held his breath.

"Elder Chen, it's been a month since Senior Brother Cheng and his team have not arrived to meet us yet. Will there be any accident?" said a disciple of the Purple-Yellow Sword Sect.

Chen Feng frowned with thick gray eyebrows. Cheng Liang's group of disciples of the Purple-Clothed Sword Sect have not seen them yet, so I am afraid something really happened.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng's cold light flashed.

"Hmph, who dares to kill our disciples of the Purple-Yellow Sword Sect, is impatient to live!" At this time, another disciple of the Purple-Yellow Sword Sect snorted coldly: "If we find out, destroy the nine clans of his clans!"

Chen Feng turned around and asked a disciple next to him, "Did you find out whereabouts of the two Starry Sky Academy disciples?" A month ago, Cheng Liang and others disappeared after chasing the two Starry Sky Academy disciples. As long as they find out whereabouts of the two Starry Sky Academy disciples, they will know what is going on now in Cheng Liang and others.

"Report to Elder Chen, according to our disciples, the two disciples of the Starry Sky Academy are now near the Poison Mist Valley." The disciple replied respectfully.

"Poisonous Mist Valley!" Chen Feng frowned, and then said coldly: "Now you go to Poisonous Mist Valley with me!"

"Yes, Elder Chen!"

After a while, the disciples of the Purple-Yellow Sword Sect disappeared.

After the figures of the disciples of the Purple-Yellow Sword Sect disappeared, Huang Xiaolong and Fei Hou flew down from the tree.

"Sect Master, then we are now going to the Poison Mist Valley?" Fei Hou said: "But Poison Mist Valley is the three dangerous places in the Silver Moon Forest."

"Three dangerous places?" Huang Xiaolong pondered for a moment: "Let's go over and take a look."

So, Huang Xiaolong and the other monkey followed the disciples of the Purple-Yellow Sword Sect and came to the Poison Mist Valley. The Poison Mist Valley was not far from where Huang Xiaolong and others set off. A day later, everyone came to the Poison Mist Valley.

Standing at the entrance of the Poison Mist Valley and looking at the gray and green poison gas that kept flowing out of the valley, Chen Feng waved his hand: "You search around to see if you have found anything."

The disciples of the Purple-Yellow Sword Sect responded respectfully and then dispersed.

A while later, a disciple of the Purple-Yellow Sword Sect ran back and said respectfully to Chen Feng: "Elder Chen, there are traces of fighting in front of you."

"Oh, let's go and have a look!"
Chapter completed!
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